"Who are you, you know the bloody corpse. The skinny ghoul's pupils contracted suddenly, and he asked sharply. The fat ghoul looked equally shocked. But it wasn't that he didn't say anything, and directly controlled the purple-haired zombie to roar and pounce on the shadow.

"Who I am, you two little miscellaneous fish are worthy to know. Shadow, with a sneer on his face, replied lightly.

"Hmph, look for death, wait for this seat to catch you, and you will know if you draw your soul and refine your soul. The skinny ghoul snorted coldly and gave the fat ghoul a look.

The cultivation in the body roared, and a bloody qi broke out all over the body. With a roar, he slammed into the body. On the palms of both hands, ten fingers grew long bright red nails, and they grabbed Xiang Ying's chest fiercely.

The fat ghoul flew with both hands, and one by one the seals were quickly punched out, and golden true yuan runes flew all over the sky.

The purple-haired zombie raised its head and roared, blood flashing in its eyes. Staring at the shadow, there was a touch of uncontrollable greed in his eyes, and a fishy breath erupted from his mouth.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow battle was in a mess, and the thin ghoul also pounced at this time, and the ten-fingered claws were like the wind, turning into claw shadows and attacking behind the shadow.

The shadow didn't look at it, and as soon as his mind moved, the small sword magic weapon shot violently. Slammed into the claws of the skinny ghouls.

"Bell!"

A series of sparks flickered between the small sword magic weapon and the thin ghoul's claws, and a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Boom!"

The right hand clenched into a fist and slammed into the fist of the purple-haired zombie.

With the force of the impact, it flew upside down. Ying silently recited the mantra, and the cultivation in his body exploded.

A palm was slapped, and the huge palm print pressed the air, making a sonic boom sound. The surrounding heaven and earth aura condensed together in an instant, and it slammed into the purple-haired zombies that were chasing after them.

The mind flashed, and the magic weapon of the small sword came in an instant. A sword aura slashed at the skinny ghoul, forcing the skinny ghoul backwards.

The figure disappeared in place, and the next moment appeared next to the fat ghoul. In the fat ghoul's horrified eyes, he punched the fat ghoul in the chest.

A frenzied True Yuan frantically poured into the fat ghoul's body, frantically destroying the veins in the fat ghoul's body.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the fat ghoul turned pale. With a muffled snort, his pupils dilated instantly. Tiny blood arrows splattered out from the fat ghoul's fat body, through hundreds of millions of pores.

"Old fat!"

The thin ghoul saw Shadow punch the fat ghoul and scatter the body of the fat ghoul, and with a roar, a touch of blood spread in his pupils.

"I'm going to kill you. With a roar, the skinny ghoul slammed open the small sword magic weapon that slashed at him. The body swelled violently, and a bloody aura suddenly erupted, frantically rushing towards the shadow.

"Old skinny, run. ”

Suddenly, from above the celestial spirit of the fat ghoul slowly disintegrating its body, a flash of spiritual light flickered. A primordial infant that was only two inches in size flew out, turning into a golden light and ingesting into the eyebrows of the purple-haired zombie, and a fat ghoul roared in horror in the air.

However, at this time, the emaciated ghoul was in a rage. The fat ghoul's voice was audible there.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a sharp claw collided with Shadow's fist. A wave of qi spread around the two of them.

"Poof!"

The skinny ghoul flew upside down, blood spurting from his mouth.

"Are you two really no one in my Qingyun Sword Sect? You can come as soon as you want, and leave as soon as you want. Suddenly, just as the fat and skinny ghoul was about to flee, a cold voice mixed with a hint of anger rang out.

"Both, if you don't give an explanation today, hum!" another cold and arrogant voice sounded, and the next moment, a proud face. Ye Qingcheng, who was carrying a Qingfeng sword, appeared, and beside him was Ouyang Lingtian with an angry face.

The appearance of the two happened to block the route of the fat and thin ghoul to escape.

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, the skinny ghoul laughed wildly, staring at the two in front of him. "You two wastes dare to stop me. Die!"

With a roar of rage, the thin ghoul wiped the maroon blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly grabbed Ouyang Ling Tian with one claw. In his opinion, this monk who was only in the late stage of Jindan must have disappeared under his claws.

However, Ye Tingcheng's eyes froze, his white clothes flew away, and his long black hair spread out. Grasp the Qingfeng sword behind his back, in the moment before the thin ghoul claws came.

A sword flashed, and Ye Qingcheng flew up. The fierce aura in his eyes flashed again and again, and the cultivation in his body roared wildly.

"Falling snow!"

Ye Qingcheng muttered in a low voice, only the sword in his hand in his eyes. In front of the sword, a blood-colored claw suddenly grabbed it.

In an instant, Ye Qingcheng's figure disappeared. Sword shadows flew in the sky, and fierce sword qi scattered in all directions.

The sword qi condensed, the aura in the air converged, a snow-colored lotus flower condensed, and the powerful coercion suddenly pressed the thin ghoul to come.

The skinny ghoul's pupils contracted suddenly, but now they couldn't stop it. The blood soul claw urging cannot be interrupted, otherwise it will be counterattacked.

But from the snow-colored lotus in front of him, the thin ghoul sensed a hint of threat. Perhaps this threat was nothing until the skinny ghoul was unharmed.

But the thin ghoul was punched in the chest by the shadow, and the five internal organs in his body were displaced, and his blood and qi flowed backwards. The true yuan was almost consumed in the previous rage.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, the skinny ghoul looked hideous. There was a hissing roar, and the cold light of the two blood-colored fangs in the gaping mouth flickered.

Crazy urge the cultivation in the body, condense and blood soul claws. A faint scarlet crimson floated on the thin ghoul claws, and a dangerous aura pressed Ye Qingcheng's mind.

However, Ye Chengcheng was not afraid. Instead, there was a faint madness, and there was a flicker of madness in his eyes.

This flying snow and falling flowers is his comprehension bit by bit in more than 350 years of practice, and it is the condensation of his sword path.

As a sword cultivator, what could be more exciting than testing the sword with a powerful Yuan Infant Cultivator?

"Bang!"

Countless sword qi bombarded down, and the blood soul claws of the thin ghoul were grabbed with a bang. The sword qi roared, and the blood claws roared.

Ye Qingcheng's face finally showed a smile, and the thin ghoul suddenly flew out upside down, and the scars on his right hand were dense.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the two collided together, and the flying snow and falling flowers collided with the blood soul claw.

Ouyang Lingtian wanted to stop it, but before he could react, the two also separated.

"Roar!"

The purple-haired zombie galloped in the blink of an eye, his eyes were burning with anger, and he slammed into Ye Qingcheng with a punch.

"Invisible sword, slash!"

Ouyang Ling Tian's eyes were horrified, but he had performed the Qingyun Sword Sect's Zhenshan Peerless Technique. A cyan sword slashed at the purple-haired zombie.

The cultivation of Jindan in the later stage exploded violently, roaring with the anger of the purple-haired zombie.

"Poof!"

Spurted blood and flew upside down. Ouyang Lingtian shouted for help to the film who was watching coldly. "Shadow senior, please leave these two behind. ”

However, the shadow did not move, just looked coldly. For these two people who disturbed their own fighting, Shadow was very unkind. But when Ye Chengcheng's flying snow and flowers were displayed, a smile on the corner of Shadow's mouth was not easy to feel.

is also a sword cultivator, Shadow saw the lonely sword intent in Ye Tingcheng's sword, although it was only a rudiment, but this also made Shadow's heart resonate a little.

At the moment when the purple-haired zombie's fist was about to hit Ye Qingcheng's chest, he spoke coldly. "If he is wounded, I will kill your soul. Leave now, never set foot in this place again, a thousand miles away, you can live. ”